Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

This dreadlord is called Tichondrius, and he is the leader of all dreadlords.

He was ordered to come to Azeroth, mainly responsible for monitoring the Lich King, Ner'zhul, and ensuring that the latter completely obeyed the interests of the Burning Legion, and at the same time assisting the Lich King to open the portal to welcome Archimonde and the Burning Legion into Azeroth.

Tichondrius has been in a bad mood recently. Although the Lich King's plan in Lordaeron went smoothly, his own dreadlords were very useless!

Balnazzar was in charge of monitoring Prince Galen of Stromgarde, but Tichondrius later lost contact with him.

Mal'Ganis was responsible for attracting Arthas' hatred and inducing the hatred in his heart to achieve the effect of blackening the paladin, but after the massacre in Stratholme, he disappeared!

Detheroc, who was responsible for impersonating Mal'Ganis after his disappearance and continued to lure Arthas into corruption, was killed by Frostmourne and returned to the Twisting Nether.

Damn, everyone is missing except Detherok!

In addition to Mephistroth, who was summoned by Sargeras to enter Azeroth to punish Gul'dan ten years ago, the Dreadlords lost three generals in Azeroth!

It would be fine if they were dead, at most they would be waiting for resurrection in the Twisting Nether, but their souls did not return to the Twisting Nether, so the biggest possibility is that they were trapped or captured and imprisoned!

Tichondrius was in a bad mood and his tone was not very good when he met Arthas.

"I am Tichondrius, a dreadlord like Mal'Ganis, but I am not your enemy."

Regarding the appearance of the Dreadlord, Arthas had already received notification from the Lich King, asking him to obey Tichondrius's orders.

The object of his direct loyalty now was not the Lich King, but a dreadlord under the Lich King. This was a kind of irony, but it did not cause any trouble to Arthas at all.

Tichondrius was annoyed when he saw that Arthas did not react much, but he had to make this death knight obey him. After all, there were not many dreadlords who followed him into Azeroth, and he needed manpower to complete the task of summoning Archimonde!

Then Tichondrius pointed at Frostmourne and said: "The rune sword you use was forged by our clan long ago. The Lich King further strengthened it and gave it the ability to steal souls. Your soul is the first trophy it stole."

This sentence was suspected of sowing discord. Various emotions conflicted fiercely in Arthas' heart. The voice in his heart made him upset: We paid with our souls, but the people of Lordaeron still have not been saved!

Arthas stared at Frostmourne in his hand and forced himself to suppress all emotions. His soul was in the sword, but he didn't care!

Not only did he not care, he also had to find a way to erase the voice in his heart, because he could not allow weakness to grow in his heart. It was like gangrene in the flesh, which would devour him if left unchecked.

Tichondrius noticed the struggle in Arthas' eyes, and he was satisfied with what he had done.

"Alright, Death Knight, let's continue heading north. You will be responsible for resurrecting Kel'Thuzad, and I will be responsible for obtaining the energy of the Sunwell to summon Lord Archimonde!"

"Azeroth will once again face the doomsday brought by the Legion!"

Although Tichondrius was very proud, he knew that this task was not easy.

He needs a huge amount of energy to open the portal.

After all, Azeroth is not a planet where you can come and go as you please.

She has a large barrier that wraps around the entire planet like an atmosphere. It is a protective barrier set up for Azeroth by several Titans of the Titan Pantheon, which can isolate enemies from the twisting void.

The Great Barrier is like a fishing net. Small fish and shrimps of the Burning Legion can find cracks in the Great Barrier and sneak into Azeroth, but big guys like Archimonde will be isolated outside the Great Barrier.

Opening the portal is the only viable solution.

But Archimonde was too powerful. To open a gate to allow this big guy to pass through would require a huge amount of energy, so the nearest source of magic power of the high elves became their target.

It is precisely because the Scourge has a more important mission, namely summoning Archimonde, that the refugee settlements throughout Lordaeron have been able to survive.

In fact, the High Elves knew long ago that great changes had taken place in the south of their homeland and that some terrible plague was spreading throughout the human kingdom, but the High Elves always believed that their homeland was safe.

But in the past three months, the Sun King issued an emergency evacuation order, requiring all people to evacuate to Silvermoon City!

This was undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Silver Moon Council, and it clearly showed that they did not trust the Bandinorel barrier that they had re-reinforced!

The local nobles took the lead in ignoring the order. The proud high elves would not hide in the city because of unconfirmed rumors!

More than ten years ago, Quel'Thalas once repelled the attacks of red dragons, orcs and trolls. They felt that they were strong again, and the spread of the plague only occurred in human territory. As long as they maintained the barrier, the plague would definitely not spread to their country.

After all, over the past decade or so, the Silvermoon Council has increased the barrier tax, and the Grand Mage of Silvermoon City has to spend two months every year maintaining and inspecting the barrier.

When Garen arrived at Sunsail Harbor by sea with 2,000 paladins of the Knights Templar, 1,300 royal guards and 2,300 knights-general, Kael'thas informed him that there were still more than 100,000 high elves in the Singing Woods who had failed to obey orders and enter Silvermoon City.

"Is this the legendary damned ghost that can't be persuaded with good words?"

Garin sneered in his heart. The high elves were so arrogant that they had no purpose...

Garin couldn't understand how this mentality of being the boss in the sky, the second in the earth, and the third in the world appeared in the society of high elves?

Was it those arrogant, extravagant, and infighting nobles who took the lead?

Or is it something that is inherent in the high elves' bones, inherited from the upper elven nobles ten thousand years ago?

If I had known that their entire kingdom had a population of less than one million...

Along the way, Arthas has gathered millions of undead. Especially after Arthas arrived in East Wilde, more than 100,000 undead poured out of the East City of Stratholme, which had been silent for half a year, and joined Arthas' team under the leadership of Baron Rivendare!

Your population base is not even as large as the number of their cannon fodder, so how can you resist the undead plague?

Do you really think that the magic barrier can be impregnable?

The Lich King Ner'zhul is a top spellcaster, Kel'Thuzad was once the most promising mage in Dalaran, and with the addition of Tichondrius, the leader of the dreadlords, would they not have a way to break the magic barrier?

"So are you ready to abandon those 200,000 people?" Garin asked the most pointed question.

Kael'thas said firmly, "No, when the undead invade the Singing Forest, they will choose to evacuate."

"So, what's the price?"

Garin didn't understand what the Sunstriders were thinking.

Brother, you were planning to kill all the members of the Silver Moon Council and then reinstitute the monarchy, and now you are still playing this trick?

Do you understand forced relocation?

They will understand when disaster strikes!

"The High Elves' army is fearless. The Sunfury Legion and the Eclipse Legion are already entering Tranquilin, and the Farstriders are also opening the gates of Thalas!"

Garin was stunned, and reached out to grab Kael'thas' wrist. "What did you say? The Farstriders' rangers are guarding the gate? Who is in charge?"

"Ranger General, Sylvanas!"

"Fuck! Fuck!"